In her silence and loud laughter
She was beautiful without a mirror
Through her thoughts and eyes.
She was beautiful in her dreams
In the sunset and the dark
She was beautiful in her tears
That mourned a once broken heart.
She was beautiful in her distress
The way she moved and stopped the time
She was beautiful in every dress
That she wore with her heart and mind.
She was beautiful in a moment
That lasted more than a promise
She was beautiful in the quiet
When whispers turned into dreams.
2015/02/02
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